Strangely enough it was his knowledge of automobiles which had brought him first notice from the commanding officer. The removal of a man, who had acted as the major's chauffeur, to another training camp had caused the K. O. to look about him for a substitute. It having reached the ears of Sergeant Dexter that "Blaise owned a car and knew a lot about buzz wagons," he had promptly acquainted the major with the fact. The result was that Jimmy was detailed one Sunday afternoon to drive the K. O. into Tremont. This trip was the first of other similar expeditions in the major's service. His delight in them was scarcely greater than that of his bunkies. Though Bob and Roger teasingly accused him of "being raised a pet" and warned him against "getting the big head," they were unenviously glad of his good luck. So it was that when, on the momentous afternoon of his rise from the ranks, he proudly confided to them the great news, they received it with a jubilation second only to his own. "You're hiking right along on the Glory Road, old man," was Bob's hearty congratulation as he wrung Jimmy's hand. "Mebbe soon top sergeant," averred Ignace hopefully, his solemn face wreathed with smiles. "Then you'll lose your bunkie, Iggy," teased Bob. "Top sergeants are rare, exclusive birds, you know. They roost on the roof of the barracks with their heads in the air. They have their uses, though. They stop fights, quell frays and disorders and----" "Oh, chop it," cut in Jimmy in sheepish protest. "The war'll be over long before I ever get that far. You fellows will probably be corporals, before long. I hope so. I'm not so much." It was Jimmy's favorite summing-up of himself. "Course I'm glad it happened. I guess it was just luck, though. Anyway, I'm going to be a bully good corp. if I can. No half-way business about it. I don't expect to go any higher in a hurry. I wouldn't care to, unless I could take you fellows along with me. I'd rather be one of the four Brothers than a rare bird that roosts on top of the barracks. I'd rather stay with the gang and see what happens." CHAPTER XIV ADVENTURE "What's the program for to-morrow afternoon?" demanded Jimmy Blaise of his bunkies. It was Friday evening and the four Khaki Boys had finished their supper and were returning to barracks from the mess hall. "Most any old thing except hanging around camp all Saturday afternoon," was Bob's fervent response. "Nothing that takes much dough, though. I'm saving my coin for Thanksgiving and the big town." "Here, too," nodded Roger. "Still I wouldn't mind spending a dollar or so down in Glenwood to-morrow afternoon. A fellow told me about a bazaar that's to be held there for the benefit of the Red Cross. We might take that in. The Red Cross has been mighty good to us. I guess it wouldn't hurt us to help the bazaar along a little." "I'll do my bit," agreed Jimmy cheerfully. "What's a few plunks to Blazes? He's going home next Wednesday."